"You're asking if I've gone mad?"
Woo-Seong tilted his head to one side and his face twisted into an ugly expression.
"If it was your little brother that was killed, wouldn't you have gone mad too?"
Gion sighed before saying.
"Woo-Seong, go back. This is not the way to go about doing things."
"Screw your by-the-books attitude!!"
Woo-Seong stabbed his sword towards Sol who was buried by the rubble and roared.
"That bastard is going to die by my hands today!!"
Gion's expression turned cold.
"I dare you."
Gion's cultivation rolled out and put pressure on Woo-Seong.
As it turns out Gion was a Spiritual Realm cultivator.
This wasn't a surprise as he was a fourth-year disciple.
"Ugh…"
Woo-Seong groaned, and he took a step back from Gion's pressure.
However, at that moment, the rubble behind the two shifted.
They turned to see Sol slowly crawling out.
"Brother Sol, are you alright?"
